Yi Lin did not return to Qingdu immediately.

Since Chen Bei has settled down, Yi Lin is alone and has no worries.

Mao Bai Chuchu narrowed her body, curled up on Yi Lin's shoulders, and lay steadily.

Qingniu Village has become empty. The spirit gathering array he set up in the village has long been destroyed.

The one who walks, the one who is empty, only the years pass by.

Yi Lin stood in front of the entrance of the village, looking at the place where he grew up, and felt quite sad.

A person must have a place to return for a lifetime.

Once, he thought this was his place of return in this world, and at this moment, this place of return also disappeared.

"Now, the only place I can truly call it the 'return' is left with my villa in Tianjian Gate."

Yi Lin laughed at herself, stepped on the skateboard and leaped into the air.

On the skateboard, Yi Lin took out a series of mother and child nails from the storage space.

These mother-child nails are like business cards. They will add friends with whoever they give them.

Yi Lin took out Chao Rushuang's nail and performed the tracking technique.

Then,

He discovered something.

His mother and child nails were thrown away by Chao Rushuang again.

"Ha, woman, it's really unreliable."

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and looked to the west, turning into streams of light and disappearing into the sky.

...

One week later.

Yi Lin stepped on the skateboard, walked through the cities in the war, and came back to the sea of ​​black wind and sand.

On the beach of sand, Yi Lin stopped, took out the turtle shell that was almost covered with a layer of slurry, and used the half-baked divination technique.

to be honest,

There are so many techniques in the Tianjian Sect, whether it is alchemy, sword casting, formation, or animal taming, he dares to say that he is no worse than any inner disciple. But only Taiyishan’s “Taiyi Gua Technique” has not learned the essence for a long time, and he always feels that it is something bad.

It is sometimes effective but not sometimes effective.

The most important thing is that good hexagrams are not effective, while bad hexagrams are particularly effective.

I don’t know if there is a problem with the hexagram technique or if there is a problem with him.

Three copper coins shaking in the turtle shell, Yi Lin skillfully shook the copper coins on the ground.

He looked at the hexagram and calculated the profound meaning of the hexagram.

"The good and bad are uncertain."

After a moment, Yi Lin opened her eyes.

According to his experience, it may be called an "ominous sign" when it is put on others, but it seems that nothing has happened.

After divination, Yi Lin felt relieved and entered the sea of ​​black wind and sand to search.

As soon as he entered the sand sea, Yi Lin encountered the first black sandstorm, which brought him a head-on blow.

This is the place where Old Demon Zhang and thousands of monks fought three thousand years ago. The snow-capped mountains turned into deserts, the ice and snow melted, and turned into a hot sea of ​​sand. It can be seen how terrifying the power of the ancient Qi Refiners three thousand years ago reached.

No one has more experience in dealing with the black wind and sand sea than Yi Lin.

He skillfully dug out a sand pit, buried himself and Bai Chuchu in it, and waited for the black sandstorm to pass by.

The spiritual energy in the Black Wind Desert was chaotic. If it were other monks, they would not dare to enter at all, for fear of not returning.

But Yi Lin did not have such worries. Before entering the sea of ​​black wind and sand, Yi Lin had already left the corresponding "coordinates" outside. As long as he was still in this world and was not trapped in the strange "cave sky", he could use the sensing between the coordinates to open a wormhole and shuttle through the space.

He did not learn the essence of the Supreme Stream spell, but instead learned the teleportation technique very well.

Yi Lin stayed in the Black Wind and Sand Sea for ten days.

Finally, based on his feelings and divination, Yi Lin found the place where the strange cave was.

A very deep and unsightly ravines appeared out of thin air. The continuous quicksand was flowing continuously toward the ravines spreading to the horizon. A sand sea waterfall formed on both sides, which was particularly spectacular.

Looking down from a high place, the sea of ​​sand seemed to be divided into two halves, the left half and the right half.

"It's the sword of the head, the traces left by... It's so terrifying."

Yi Lin took advantage of the black sandstorm before it came, and carefully observed the remaining sword intent of the sword.

As he watched, Yi Lin was stunned.

"Wait, according to historical records, Xiaoxi left six legendary props, only one of them. If that sword is the "Guili Sword", then what is the legendary prop in the hand of the Supreme Master of the Sect?" Yi Lin looked at the ravines in the desert and thought about it carefully: "Wait, is it the "light shuttle" that brought us back to the Tianjian Sect in the blink of an eye?"

Yi Lin nodded secretly: "It must be! Historical records: There is a shuttle that teleports thousands of miles. It is clear that the shuttle is the legendary prop of the supreme leader! Why didn't you find it at that time?"

While thinking about it, Yi Lin felt a little regretful, and this missed the legendary props.

At the same time, from another perspective, Yi Lin also saw the horror of the supreme leader of the Tianjian Sect.

Without relying on legendary props, you can cut such traces on the sea of ​​black wind and sand, which shows that the Supreme Master of the Sect can really be called the ceiling of Qi Refiners in this world.

"It's so difficult!"

Yi Lin resisted the urge to take out the Big Treasure Spear [Zhu Xian], and shot it at the Shahai, and then compared it with the Supreme Master of the Sect in a distance.

After searching around for a long time, Yi Lin found no special traces.

The black wind and sand sea are raging all year round. Even if something really leaves behind, it will be buried by the wind and sand.

"Chao Rushuang must have been here. Has she found that person?"

Yi Lin didn't understand why Chao Rushuang deceived him again.

Or, what happened to Chao Rushuang?

Yi Lin stood proudly on the skateboard, like a peerless skateboard sword fairy, alone in the wind and sand.

At this time,

A strong wind blew up around again, and the black sand was charming eyes. A strong wind blew up the pitch-black sand and wrapped around Yilin's mouth and nose.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough"

Under the strong stimulation, Yi Lin couldn't hold her breath and let out a severe dry cough.

Coughing,

Yi Lin felt a faint pain in her chest, and a smell of fishy sweetness surged into her heart. Her already fair face turned pale in an instant.

He covered his mouth, his throat became hot, and when he spread his hands, there was a pool of dazzling blood on his palm.

Yi Lin looked at the blood on his hands in shock. The first time in his life he saw red for no reason, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.

...

...

Daqian Dynasty, the west.

There is a city.

The west side of the city is leaning against the sea of ​​black wind and sand, which makes the place blew with wind and sand all year round. It is the yellow sand blowing from the edge of the sea of ​​black wind and sand.

The years of wind and sand invasion have caused the city's walls to be covered with many voids of varying sizes, like insect erosion, and sand flows out from time to time from time to time from holes on these voids.

Loulan.

This city is called "Loulan".

In Loulan City, soldiers patrolled back and forth, and caravans from far east avoided the war zone and came here to do business.

They brought rich oriental specialties, silk, cloth, rouge, embroidery, handicrafts, etc.

Although Loulan City is not rich, it has a rare specialty jade in the eastern region.

It is commonly known as jade, and the good products in jade contain spiritual energy. They are also called "spirit stone" by Xuanmen monks.

This trade route that travels to the East and the West has long been opened, and most merchants hold passes and will not set up defenses for businessmen with passes along the way.

...

Dagan Dynasty.

August.

Spicy summer day.

A scattered sun.

A thin figure with a thin bag, came here in dust.

I saw him coming to the shelter, shaking his robe, piles of sand falling down.
To be continued...